No Going Back Novel Novels & Stories

His cock throbs, stretching me as he buries himself deep inside me. I feel complete for the first time in ages. And as our breathing slows and the world returns to normal, I realize that I can never go back. This is one step too far, and I’ve officially left the regular world of small-town people for good. I could never go back there. I could never go back to Noah.

The day the university released the family placement positions for doctoral graduates, I went straight to the Human Resources Office to register. But the staff member barely looked up before rolling their eyes. "Mr. Slater, everyone at this university knows you cheated on your wife and are about to leave the marriage with nothing. How do you still have the nerve to ask about the placement position?" I thought there had been some kind of misunderstanding. I rushed home, hoping to explain everything to my wife, only for my mother to slap me across the face. "I don't have a shameless son like you. Get out of Natalie's house!" I was driven back to the rural school where I had spent the past

At two in the morning, my sister, Paige Boyce, paid men to smash up my barbecue stand. I fought to make them stop, ignoring the embers that scorched blisters into my skin as they landed. It was the first time in my life I'd ever raised my voice at her. "After Mom and Dad died in that plane crash, this stand paid for four years of your college education and helped you become a flight attendant for Golden Crest Airlines," I said. "Are you really going to destroy the only thing keeping us alive?" Something flickered in her eyes, a flash of reluctance, but she steeled herself and scoffed. "I've told you a hundred times to get rid of this dump of a stand, and you never listen. Do you want m

I shoved her away forcefully and, thinking about the gift Lily mentioned, hurried back home. It was true. I hadn't returned home in a long time. When I got back, I was instantly enveloped by a heavy sense of cold emptiness. The gift Lily had mentioned was sitting alone on the table. I looked at the note and suddenly felt a tightness in my chest. Was this just another tactic Lily was using to get my attention? But how could she be so cruel, using our child's life to provoke me? "Lily! Come out! You shouldn't lie about a miscarriage just to make me care about you! Come out and explain yourself!"

Given away everything. So I stood. Smoothed my coat, left the coffee untouched, and walked. One block. Two. The air was wet and heavy. My heels made sharp sounds against the pavement, but all I could hear was his voice. If he makes me choose between my life and that boy’s—I’ll end him. God help me, I believed him. I pulled my head up, kept moving. Didn’t breathe until the café was two streets behind. I didn’t look back. I never look back—it’s the first lesson you learn when your whole life is running from a man like Kieran Black.

"That you are not accommodating. That life is yours as much as it is mine." "It is mine," Ernest said. "Fully. I am not accommodating. I am here." "Yes," Don said. "I see that." "I am not going back," Ernest said. "There is no version of going back that is available to me. The life that was in London before is not a version of the future. It is the past, where it belongs." He held Don's gaze. "No turning back." Don held his gaze. "No turning back," he confirmed.

“And what was that? He was acting so proud and mighty one second, and as soon as he found out who he was messing with, he turned tail and ran? Isn’t he embarrassed? What was even the point of him coming to talk to us in the first place?” Blackie felt the need to pitch in, “Think of it this way, what is the point of cannon fodder in a novel?” “In this context? So, he can jump out and make trouble for the main character?” Noah suddenly paused and then gaped, “Don’t tell me that this dude will come back to make trouble for me?!? But I didn’t even do anything!! This is completely illogical!!!” Blackie snickered, “And you expect logic from trashy novels that come up with random cannon fodder–

As she’s about to leave the room, someone called. “Hey, I’m leaving the hotel. My car service is waiting,” she talked to the person on the other line. “I can’t wait to see you here. We’ve so much to see and talk about,” Noah said. Cela gave her room one final look. This is the place where she leaves her old self. “We wanted to go to a specific place and it didn’t matter if the road was rough and the journey was long. In the end, we found different places for ourselves but these places were the destinations where we were truly meant to go,” she said to herself. The fourth book begins at chapter 1 in Paris. The End.

Seemed like Bella did it as a countermeasure, a kind of insurance in case her plan failed. But she actually didn't expect that it'd work that way. She didn't expect to be sent back in time. Gosh, she's crazy. This wasn't even mentioned in the novel. Why did it suddenly turn into a regression novel? At this point, I couldn't even tell what's the genre of this shitty novel anymore. Fuck, I couldn't even believe the content of that novel anymore. Everything was just so different and full of goddamn plot twists. As I continued to read, I noticed the change in the way she wrote from before she was back in time and after she was back. It seemed like, instead of perfecting her revenge plan, she jus

the chapter accidentally repeated the chapter above instead of the intended chapter, I fixed it and if you remove the book from your library and re add it it should fix, alternatively I will post it bellow for those of you who already had the incorrect chapter and don't wnat to remove and re add. *************************** Nova’s POV